Drop A Big Lie Novels & Stories

“Alright, here are mine: One, I’ve been skydiving. Two, I can cook gourmet meals. Three, I hate heights.” “I bet the lie is skydiving,” Kieran said. “No, I think it’s the gourmet meals,” Thalia argued. Lily smirked. “The lie is that I hate heights. I actually love them.” “You weirdo!” Marcus laughed. The pack laughed and applauded. “Kieran, your turn,” Lily said, passing the game to him. Kieran stood up, scratching his head. “Okay, let’s see: One, I’ve never been in a serious relationship. Two, I’m a great painter. Three, I’m afraid of the dark.”

There was absolutely no reason to be afraid. He dipped down until his eyes leveled with mine. “I will make your life here in Columbia a living hell, little minx.” He straightened and rubbed his hands together. “Everyone,” he addressed the crowd. The music died immediately, almost as if even the stereo knew who was the boss. “I have an announcement.” Then he told the biggest lie that brought the storm into my mundane life and turned my world upside down.

I was holding his hands but then I didn't know when I dropped them out of shock. Those words struck a chord deep in my heart. I paused, the realization settling in. Yes, I had lied. I’d tried to protect him, to shield him from more pain that I knew was going to cause him so much pain. I just didn't want him to be heartbroken “I just… I didn’t want to add to your issues, Dad. I know you’re going through so much in that prison, even if you’re trying to act like everything’s fine. I could never bring myself to tell you that Mommy died. I couldn't watch you break think you'd lost everything. I am very sorry, Daddy.”

"You went out and had your fun to the point of having an illegitimate child! What's the point of coming over to apologize?! The Medina family doesn't welcome you anymore! And my daughter has nothing to do with you anymore! You've already divorced! Don't harass my daughter after this, or I'll beat you up every time I see you!" "No, this isn't real! None of this is real..." He frowned in thought, suddenly struck by realization. "I didn't mean to sign the divorce agreement. I signed it when I was drunk! It was all that woman's plot! I was tricked! Please believe me, I truly love Lia. I don't want a divorce." Midas sneered, his voice cold. "Your name's on the paper. How is it fake? The child is

All of which were true, even if the truth itself was a lie. When Noah graduated college, I cried harder than I had in years. He got a job in New York big lights, big stage, big world. I packed his bags and kissed his forehead. “Call me every Sunday,” I said, fighting tears. He hugged me so tightly that I almost broke and told him everything. But I didn’t. Months passed. Then one Sunday, his voice sounded different. “Mom… I met someone. Well, not like that. A man. Older. He hired me. We talk a lot.”

The words caught, useless, on my tongue. “I… I’m sorry,” I managed. My voice cracked. Tears blurred my vision. The next sound was the crash of glass. He’d hurled the flower jar to the floor; it shattered, water and petals spilling across the tiles. “Don’t you dare tell me that,” he spat. His jaw was tight, veins pulsing at his neck. “I trusted you, Brian. Why the hell would you lie to me?” I froze. The name hung heavy between us, like a lie that had nowhere left to hide.

As if determined to tear away the last of the pretense, I reached out to touch that red mark. But Trey suddenly stepped back and instinctively tugged his collar up higher. "I got scratched by a branch on the way back," he said calmly, then pressed his lips tight. I lowered my gaze and dug my nails deep into my palms, using the sharp sting to push back the burning in my eyes. When Trey lied, the corners of his mouth would tighten ever so slightly. It was a habit he hadn't even realized he had. He was lying to me. "Is it serious? Want me to dress it for you?" I asked.

Nagkibit siya ng balikat ang nag-iwas ng tingin. I pursed my lips before I spoke. "How I wish, it didn't came this far." "This is better, Elie than to leave in lies. We all played with lies and finally, the time has come." He muttered and looked at me seriously. "It's so hard to live in lies, everyday Elie and I couldn't even tell it to you." He added and his tears fell.

“After all he’s done?” Alpha Jackson lifts a hand. “He is still my son,” he says carefully. Then, after a pause, “And so are you.” Cole flinches at that. “He was only eighteen,” Alpha Jackson continues. “People… make mistakes when they’re young. I’m not asking you to forget. But I am asking you to bury the hatch before I step down.” His eyes land on me. “Scarlett,” he says gently, “I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive my son.”

When I finally picked up, the first thing she said was, “Honey, I’m feeling really unwell today. Can you wire me two thousand dollars? I need to get more asthma medication.” Hearing her voice, a scoff surfaced in my heart. She had no idea I had uncovered her lies. She still thought I was the same gullible fool she could push around. If I sent her the money now, she would definitely use it to refill Derek’s medication. With that thought, I replied coldly, “I’m in the hospital. I don’t have money to send you.”